Houston, we have a problem in the calm after the fightWould you please call us and let us know you're alright.The signals we're getting just aren't very strongYour trip 'round the dark side has lasted so longEquipment checks out, something else that is wrongI think it's because we just can't get along.If a life stained by violence yields your sweet silenceIf going your own way is well-earned penance...If that's what it takes to fix the struggles we makeIf losing us now makes you better somehow-Alright...we can lose you.

He looks at her, lying naked on the bedThe roundness of her ass and the fullness of her breastsThe latter slighty sagging, a hint that she is no longer the young girl he marriedBut better than before; she has faced many challenges and testsShe is a survivor

She is the mother of his children His lover, his best friend, his wifeTheir lives enriched for the time spent discovering all facets of their personalitiesHe feels like he's known her all of his lifeThey married when he was twenty-five

Looking at her face, he sees the few wrinkles that has accumulated around her eyesKnowing her worrying about him, gave her some of themShe is a passionate sexual woman, one who loves to pleasure him in ways other men would envyShe is a gemShe is his rock

He thinks about how she opens her mouth wide, taking in his limp manhoodHer virtuoso performance of an instrument that only she could play Licking and sucking his balls until they are heavyHis rod nice and hard, her stroking it fast makes it that wayShe smiles when she swallows his cum

He could see her pubic hair and her soft thighs that he loves so muchLying between her legs, she moans so softly whenever he eats out her most sensitive spotDrinking her juices that seem to flow foreverEnjoying her nectar, hoping it won’t stopBut all things must end

He lovingly looks down at the wife he adoresThen gets into bed beside her, shutting the lightHer eyes open and he gives her a goodnight kissLike they promised they would share each and every nightHe takes her in his arms and they fall asleep

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Let me know if this one is worth posting...not really sure...

Size Does Matter

Size does matter, if you’re a car,A bigger engine will take you real far,Size does matter that’s understood,When we’re talking about what’s under the hood,You need lots of power to make those tires squeal,But when we’re talking about women it’s a whole other deal,Because size matters when racing on a track,But in the bedroom it’s the motion in your back,Because in a hotrod, you better have a big block,But to a woman, it’s how you use your cock,Because in the bedroom it isn’t a race,To put that look of delight on her face,Because in a car you need a big engine for motion,But in romance, it’s love and devotion,So where size matters on a drag strip,In love it’s a whole other trip,In a car you want it to go,But in the bedroom, you best take it slow,It’s no race to cross the finish line,Take it slow and you’ll do just fine,So remember you’re a man not a car,Do things right and you will be her star,Because it doesn’t take power and speed,To satisfy a woman’s every need,Be honest and kind and tell her no lies,And you’ll be the man to win first prize,To much worry about the size of your tool,Only makes you look like a fool,So if you don’t learn to do what you can,She might go out and find another man,Because size may matter for spinning your tires,But it takes a real man to satisfy a woman’s desires,And if you can’t do it she’ll go out and find,Another man who’s loving and kind,While your all alone worrying about size,She’ll be out with some other guys,Who may not do as well on the drag strip,But got your woman doing a flip,So size may help you racing on the streets,But it ain’t gonna help you between the sheets.

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Here is another...this and the last one I put here were written from the point of view of my older friend Gary (aka 67Goat)...this is the second poem...

To My Wife

Looking back at the time we shared,Nothing else in my life has compared,Ever since that day we walked down the aisle,We have walked together for many a mile,Joined together hand in hand,Part of some much larger plan,You have brought to my world such sheer delight,Making my time on earth so sunny and bright,I am so thankful for the time we spend,Time together I hope will never end,From the first time I saw your face,I knew you were my saving grace,Like a drowning man who's been thrown a rope,You've provided me such unending hope,Casting my lonliness to the side,Never once breaking your stride,Like a gift from Heaven above,I'm so thankful for your love,A true love that will never fade,I'm thankful for the love we made,All the times we held each other tight,Making love with all our might,A special dance between the covers,That could only be done by true lovers,Thankful I have you to hug and hold,Thankful for the passion you let unfold,I pray this time with you will never end,For it is time spent with my best friend,So thankful for the joy you bring,Symbolized by a wedding ring,I know the best is yet to come,Though we are two, we think as one,For no matter what the future may bring,I am proud it is you who wears my ring.

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This was done for a Poll topic on another site about sex with teacher, no title...

I had a class I was doing poor,Barely could get a passing score,I knew I was about to fail,My mom would get the notice in the mail,I went to the teacher to plead my case,I asked if these bad grades she could erase,I asked if there was anything I could do to pass,She told me to come see her after class,So I stayed after that very day,Wondering what this woman had to say,Hoping she'd say what I want to hear,She wandered over and cooed in my ear,Something about wanting to get laid,And I would have to earn my passing grade,I was nervous as this was a surprise,But I did feel something begin to rise.Pretty soon she was quite wet.Gave new meaning to teacher's pet,I did her right there in the class,Every hole including her ass,She moaned and groaned and begged for more,I told I just wanted a passing score,We did it every which way and then some,Eventually I started to cum,When it was over I sighed with relief,Surely this was the end of my grief,I went home with a great big smile,Didn't mind walking that mile,I knew after that wild lay,I was guaranteed to get an A,I went home quite elated,Thought about it again and masturbated,When my report card came in a week,I was smiling cheek to cheek,I thought the way I handled that ass,I would go to the head of the class,But when I opened it what did I see?She thought I was only worth a C.

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This was written in response to a Poll question on another site...the question was "Have you ever met with an online friend?"...I often respond in rhyme...

I Once Met A Girl Online

I once met a girl online,We talked for a while, she sounded fine,She sent me pictures, in fact quite a lot,The pictures looked good, really hot,Seductive glances with ruby red lips,Thin waist and fine shapely hips,This went on for quite a while,Her conversations would make me smile,After a while of being discrete,We decided it was time we should meet,We figured out when we could both get away,Agreed on a definite time and a day,I was excited as I drove to the spot,Hoping to meet this girl who was hot,Just the thought of meeting this chick,Was starting to bring a rise to my dick,What I saw just couldn't be,Not at all what I expected to see,Instead of a girl with shapely hips,I saw a fat chick with a bag of chips,She noticed me and called out my name,I was starting to regret that I came,I told her there must be some mistake,You look like someone who ate too much cake,She told me the photos were 30 years old,I said that's something I should have been told,But she hasn't taken new ones since she's been in jail,But now she's out since her ex posted the bail,She told me for the murder she was framed,The judge was crooked, she was wrongly blamed,How the last 30 years were a living Hell,But she thought of me often while in her cell,But she wants me and to start a new life,Get married and to be my wife,I stood for a moment in total shock,Any excitement had drained from my cock,I told her that this probably won't work,That really I'm a great big jerk,But she kept talking about her and me,How we could start a family,I said to myself this is not very fun,Started looking around for a direction to run,I told her I had to go use the can,Then ten feet away I just took off and ran.

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How Do You Know?

How do you know when you’ve found the one?How do you know that your search is done?Is it something she says, is it in her talk?Or the way she moves, is it in her walk?Or is it in her touch, her soft caress?Or what she wears, is it in her dress?Or is it what she thinks, is it in her mind?Or how she treats you, by being so kind?It’s all of the above, and yet so much more,When you’ve found the love you’ve been searching for,When you find the girl that won your heart,Your heart will ache, when you’re apart,You need to tell her when you’re alone,You need to call her, pick up the phone,Just to tell her the words she longs to hear,How much you miss her and wish she was near,How lovely her voice sounds on the line,How knowing she’s yours makes you feel fine,When she’s in your thoughts both day and night,When being around her just feels so right,When you fit together like hand in glove,Then you know you’ve found your love,Then you know you’ve found the one,Then you know that your search is done.

This was written in response to a Poll question on another site...the question was "Have you ever met with an online friend?"...I often respond in rhyme...

I Once Met A Girl Online

I once met a girl online,We talked for a while, she sounded fine,She sent me pictures, in fact quite a lot,The pictures looked good, really hot,Seductive glances with ruby red lips,Thin waist and fine shapely hips,This went on for quite a while,Her conversations would make me smile,After a while of being discrete,We decided it was time we should meet,We figured out when we could both get away,Agreed on a definite time and a day,I was excited as I drove to the spot,Hoping to meet this girl who was hot,Just the thought of meeting this chick,Was starting to bring a rise to my dick,What I saw just couldn't be,Not at all what I expected to see,Instead of a girl with shapely hips,I saw a fat chick with a bag of chips,She noticed me and called out my name,I was starting to regret that I came,I told her there must be some mistake,You look like someone who ate too much cake,She told me the photos were 30 years old,I said that's something I should have been told,But she hasn't taken new ones since she's been in jail,But now she's out since her ex posted the bail,She told me for the murder she was framed,The judge was crooked, she was wrongly blamed,How the last 30 years were a living Hell,But she thought of me often while in her cell,But she wants me and to start a new life,Get married and to be my wife,I stood for a moment in total shock,Any excitement had drained from my cock,I told her that this probably won't work,That really I'm a great big jerk,But she kept talking about her and me,How we could start a family,I said to myself this is not very fun,Started looking around for a direction to run,I told her I had to go use the can,Then ten feet away I just took off and ran.

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Though Seasons Pass

Though seasons pass and years go by,They will not stop the tears I cry,And though may fall the gentle rain,It will not wash away my pain,And though there may be a tomorrow,It will not take away my sorrow,For when you and I became apart,You took a piece of my broken heart,I only ask that you give it back,So I can get my life on track,And I can somehow heal this broken heart,And somehow make a brand new start,I don’t think this is much to ask,A very simple little task,So my poor heart can somehow mend,And I can start to live again.

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My Special Love (Happy Valentine's Day)

Sitting with you right next to me,Nowhere in the world I’d rather be,Your every move brings a smile to my face,With your awesome beauty and natural grace,I enjoy being with you day and night,Being with you just feels so right.

Of all the loves I have known,None have the kindness you have shown,None have the charms that you possess,None can match your soft caress,None can match the joy you bring,None can cause my heart to sing.

Of all the loves who have come my way,None can match the passion you display,None can speak the words that always sound right,None can match the feeling when you hold me tight,None can match your special charms,When you hold me tight in your arms.

That’s why I know I have found the one,A special love that is second to none,I know in my heart that you feel it too,That’s why my heart is my gift to you,I just need to write this so I can say,To my special love, Happy Valentine’s Day.

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